[Theseus lets his hands hold onto Newt's shoulders for a little while longer before he drops them, but he doesn't look much less worried compared to before.]

Even if I could return, you know I wouldn't. [Returning home from wherever they're at, Theseus can't imagine doing so without at least having Newt with him. And no matter how many differences they've had in the past, he knows that Newt feels the same as well.

While he's definitely still worried about him, Theseus definitely wants to know what the bloody blazes is going on here. Having more context might help him understand more about that weird 'dream' or the sort of hardships his brother may have been facing.]

If getting me acclimated involves telling me what happened to your arm... [Newt's not escaping this one.]